People rushed to their hometown to grab grass. People are afraid of reason, horses are afraid of whips and mosquitoes are afraid of fire and smoke.

People need to practice and horses need to ride. People are clothes and horses are saddles.

The pony is too narrow at first glance. A thousand miles of mules and horses, a cow.

I don't know how hard it is to dismount at once, and I don't know how hungry I am. Throw away the hero at once, the river is full of people.

A horse can't run without beating, and it can't run without stimulation. A horse goes to the beach without a whip.

Take ten steps back. Kiss up to the horse's legs.

A horse looks at its teeth, but a tree looks at its rings. The horse galloped past the first horse.

I think of horses when I see saddles, and people when I see things. The bull's head is not right. (A donkey's lips are not right for a horse's mouth)

The horse is late.